I don’t mind traveling by train

Last summer was my first experience traveling on a train. I was wanted to visit my cousin in the city, and the train ticket was the cheapest way to do so. I had to wake up at several hours before dawn to make sure that I was at the train station on time. I was a bit nervous, however ultimately I was glad to find out that I had the seat to myself. What luck! Unfortunately for me that excitement didn’t last long, because I was soon joined by someone else at the next stop. At a It was a lady eating a breakfast sandwich who smelled of a combination of cough syrup and antifreeze. She sat next to me and fell asleep. Within minutes her entire body was leaning my way, crushing me. Her body heat felt like a furnace, and I was crushed up against the window trying to get away from her. I was so uncomfortable after a while, I quietly asked the attendant to be moved to a different seat, even though I felt supremely awkward doing so. The attendant must have been peeved that I asked to switch seats, even though she could clearly see the girl basically smothering me. The attendant put me right next to the blasting air conditioning vent as punishment for bothering her. Needless to say, it was not a good train ride. The air conditioning was blowing right on me and my nose was running at the end of the trip. I exited the train with a headache and never wanting to to experiencing any type of overactive heating or cooling environments.